The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 565 Okay

   When the sky was white with fish belly, there was finally no movement in the new house.

   Mo Yuan, who was standing outside the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and went to answer Ji Luo first, then turned back to the kitchen and put out the fire in the stove.

The water in the three water tanks was empty. She rubbed her sore and numb arms, picked up the bucket and went to the courtyard to fetch water. She couldn't help thinking that the uncle and the young lady were too much tossing about, but they didn't know where the 30,000 yuan went. , there is no one to help her boil water...

  Thinking of this, she stopped fetching water, as if she hadn't seen 30,000 since Uncle entered the new house last night...

  In the new room, Shen Yijia's eyes were tightly closed, and she let Song Jingchen help her change into clean clothes. Feeling a hand on her waist, she raised her eyelids and whispered vaguely: "Xianggong, don't..."

   After speaking, he seemed to feel that it was not safe enough, so he took the quilt and rolled to the side of the bed, wrapped himself into a silkworm baby, and then fell asleep at ease.

  Song Jingchen's hand froze in the air, looking at the person who wanted to be far away from him, the corner of his mouth twitched, is this girl throwing it away after eating?

  Recalling the whole night...his face was a little unnatural. He originally took into account Shen Yijia's first-time personnel affairs, but he was ready to let her go after the ceremony.

   Whoever thought that Shen Yijia didn't know what to do, said he didn't understand, he couldn't, and after that, he took out a booklet and kept trying to teach him...

  Which man can bear this?

  I already know the taste of the marrow, and the only thing I can endure is the pity for her. Since she took the initiative to provoke it, Song Jingchen naturally no longer restrained.

   In order to prove himself, he forced her to practice the contents of the booklet...

   If it wasn't for seeing her as exhausting, he could still...

  cough, after all, he still has the knowledge reserve of the three books that this girl once gave...

   was hesitating whether to follow him or not, but Shen Yijia rolled back first.

  Song Jingchen raised his lips, tilted his head to look at the unsuspecting person in his arms, his heart was filled again, he reached out to brush the hair from her cheek, lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on her forehead: "Go to sleep."

  …

   On the other side, Xuanyuan Ce, who had been hungover all night, came to the door early in the morning. Yesterday, he got to the seat of Gaotang. He came here specially for tea today.

   As soon as he entered the courtyard, Xuanyuan Ziming also came.

   "Why are you here?" Xuanyuance asked strangely.

   As far as he knows, the imperial brother has recently begun to entrust him with the affairs of the court, and only wait for a good day to announce the imperial decree of the canonization of the crown prince. This kid should not be so idle.

   Xuanyuan Ziming spread his hands: "A family banquet was prepared in the palace at night, and I will help the father and emperor to spread the word."

   Xuanyuan Ce frowned: "Jiajia and A Luo may not be willing to go."

   "Royal father guessed it, and said that he was discussing the cooperation between the two countries with Song... brother-in-law by the way."

  Xuanyuance: As expected, he is still his emperor’s brother and a chicken thief.

  Xuanyuan Ziming looked around. He was about to ask the family, but he paused when he thought of something. He walked a few steps around in front of Xuanyuan Ce, and said happily, "Uncle Huang, can you see it?"

   He didn't make a sound when he came in.

   Xuanyuan Ce bypassed him and walked straight into the main hall: "I can't see it."

  Xuanyuan Ziming:  …

  Chu Feng smirked aside, the lord's eyes were better thanks to the two punches from the lady yesterday. If he had known that he would have received two punches, why did the lord have been blinded for more than half a month.

   When Ji Luo came over, he saw two uninvited people, the old gods, sitting in the main hall.

   The two of them were still holding tea cups, she glanced at Mo Yuan.

   Mo Yuan shook her head to indicate that she did not make the tea for them.

   Since it wasn't Mo Yuan, it could only be Chu Feng brought by Xuanyuan Ce.

  Xuanyuan Ziming stood up a little embarrassedly: "Emperor..." Ji Luo glanced at him, he quickly changed his words: "Mrs. Ji."

   Ji Luo nodded and asked lightly, "What's the matter with coming here early in the morning?"

   Xuanyuan Ziming again repeated what he had just said to Xuanyuan Ce.

   It is about the cooperation between the two countries. Ji Luo didn't say anything. He sat down on the chair opposite him, saw that he was still standing, and said, "Achen and Jiajia haven't got up yet, let's sit first."

  Xuanyuan Ziming glanced at Xuanyuan Ce and coughed softly, "Since I have brought the words to you, this junior will not sit down if he has something to do."

  Although he came here to escape, the atmosphere was obviously wrong, and he stayed here because he couldn't think about it.

   Xuanyuan Ziming walked away with a small pillar.

   Ji Luo looked at Xuanyuan Ce: "What are you doing here again?"

  Xuanyuance, like a student being questioned by the master, hurriedly sat up straight and said, "Isn't it necessary to serve tea on the second day of the wedding? I'll drink tea..."

   Ji Luo frowned slightly: "Did you forget that Jiajia is a married daughter? Even if you serve tea to your parents according to your rules, it will be the day you return home in three days. What kind of tea are you coming to drink today?"

   After working in the high hall for a while, I can't find Bei, can I really think that Ah Chen is in the family?

   Xuanyuan Ce froze, he really forgot!

   "Cough, then I'll see you." He said innocently.

   "What do I have to look at?" Ji Luo rudely replied to him, and was stunned for a moment: "Can you see it?"

   Xuanyuan Ce pursed his lips and smiled: "Thanks to our daughter."

   Ji Luo didn't realize what it had to do with Jia Jia at first, he noticed that the circles around his eyes were still very bruised, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

   This man...

   "You don't even know how to use medicine?" she said helplessly.

  Xuanyuance raised his hand and touched the corner of his eye. He gasped in pain, and waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, a little hurt."

   Ji Luo couldn't stand it any longer: "Mo Yuan, go get the medicine."

  Xuanyuan Ce Yixi: A Luo cares about him!

   Looking at Xuanyuance's eyes, Ji Luo turned his head away and added: "It's ugly, it's an eyesore."

   Xuanyuance: I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it, A Luo just cared about him.

  Jiro:  …

  Xuanyuance thought that if he could not drink the tea that his daughter and son-in-law respected, at least they could have breakfast together. It was noon, and there was no movement in the husband and wife's yard.

   Ji Luo knew that they would not be able to get up after tossing until it was too late, but she couldn't tell Xuanyuan Ce this kind of words clearly, or Xuanyuan Ce would think she was eavesdropping on the corner...

   can only pretend to know nothing and wait with Xuanyuan Ce.

   The longer he waited, the darker Xuanyuan Ce's face became. After noon, there were still no two of them coming over. He was so angry that he slapped the table and stood up: "That stinky boy surnamed Song is too much..."

   He is a man, and if you think about it for a moment, how can you not understand the reason.

  Song Jingchen woke up with a knock on the door, and the candles burned out at some point, and only a faint light came in through the red curtain.

   knock knock knock ~

   The knock on the door continued, urgent and soft, the person in his arms moved, Song Jingchen hurriedly pulled out his arm carefully, got out of bed and put on a coat to open the door.

  Outside the door, 30000 stood there anxiously, saw Song Jingchen come out, and hurriedly said: "Master, it's not good."

  Song Jingchen looked behind him, closed the door, and walked out while putting on his clothes: "Go to the study and talk."

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  The monthly ticket list is about to drop!

   (end of this chapter)